In the end…
I suppose I could leave the Boundary Waters with parting words like,
what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, or some such nonsense.
The truth is, the Boundary Waters are beautiful and I’d love to give them another go round under entirely different circumstances.
Instead of words of wisdom, Hubby wants me to leave you with a potty story. It’s his fave.
So…Mr. and Mrs. Bob’s cabin is lovely. Really. And it’s perfect for two people. As it happens, there were six people sharing the one bathroom, because Mrs. Bob’s daughter and son in law were staying in the guest shack in order to look after the cats while we were gone. Oh, by the way, the cat kibble is counted out and the cats are super skinny - the female cat gets something like twelve pieces of kibble for breakfast. I know because I got yelled at our last morning when she was crying and I dumped a handful of food into her dish. Oh, back to the potty story!
As I was saying, there were a couple potty-related incidents that hubby, in particular, found quite disconcerting. I simply decided that should a bathroom issue arise, I’d shit in the woods.
When Mr. and Mrs. Bob added on to the cabin, adding a great room on one side of the A-frame and a bedroom and bathroom on the other, they made a mistake. At least I consider it a mistake. Their bedroom is only accessible through the bathroom. In other words, you enter the bathroom through the living room - and if you are in the bathroom, you can slide a door shut between yourself and the living room. But there is another doorway opening from the bathroom into the Bob’s bedroom. The Bob’s insist that that door remain propped open with a brick AT ALL TIMES…whether or not they are in their bedroom. So you could be, oh I don’t know, peeing or pooping or taking a shower, and who should walk by but Mr. and/or Mrs. Bob. What do you say? “Hi! How ya doin’? Nice day, eh?” (Canadian speak.)
Before I used the bathroom, I always took a quick head count. Hubby didn’t understand the drill on the first go-round. He assumed the Bobs had another entrance to their bedroom. So he stayed up late reading our first night there, and then went to use the bathroom after the Bobs had gone to bed. SURPRISE!
On the day of our return, he went to take a shower and Mrs. Bob opened the sliding door from the living room into the bathroom so her cats could get in to use their litter box - in the bathroom. Poor hubby steps out of shower nekked as the day he was born and wonders who the hell opened that door - I was collapsed on the bed in the loft at the time since we still hadn’t eaten solid food since our return. He was so delirious he thought he’d lost his marbles and left the door open. Good times, man…good times.
Thank you all for your supportive, indignant, hilarious comments! I love you guys!
BACK TO REAL LIFE!
I want to thank Teagan at Book Wenches and Steph at Fangs, Wands and Fairy Dust for their lovely reviews of Anytime Darlin’ - my latest release. This is my all-time best book! I’m begging you - buy it and enjoy it. Sigh…
You can read their comments here, plus Penelope over at Penny Romance is reading the book:
http://www.bookwenches.com/august10reviews.htm
http://fangswandsandfairydust.blogspot.com/
Tomorrow - I got my new cover for my menage. Yummolicious!
